Chapter 536 On Taotie’s Self-cultivation (18)
The little beast stared at his face for a while, then suddenly tilted his head, a look of doubt flashing in his eyes.
At the man's temple, there was a flash of green light that lingered. After a while, Song Chaoling's sunny brows frowned, and a faint look of pain appeared on his fair face.
The little beast looked at the green dots that were getting stronger and stronger, then opened its mouth without hesitation, slurped twice, swallowed all the lingering green dots into its stomach, chewed it and swallowed it, and finally licked it with unfulfilled interest. Licking the beard around his mouth.
The little green dot disappeared, Song Chaoling's painful expression slowly became relieved, and her breathing became even.
The little beast slowly raised its paw and stepped on the man's face. Well, it felt okay.
The cry of the night parrot was heard in the distance. The little beast jumped off the bed and jumped out through the window. Then it jumped out of the wall of Prince Zhan's Mansion with brisk steps and an agile body, facing the slowly spreading rays of light from the east. , rushing towards the imperial city.
The little black beast had amazing jumping ability. When it was still a hundred meters away from the imperial city, it started to sprint and jump up. It was as fast as a black arrow. After jumping over the high wall lightly, it continued towards the center of the imperial city without losing speed. He rushed towards the Palace of Supreme Harmony.
The glow is getting brighter and brighter, and the huge Hall of Supreme Harmony looks even more majestic and solemn under the dazzling and brilliant light.
The little beast stopped at the back door of the Hall of Supreme Harmony. It slowly raised its forelimbs and its hind legs gradually grew longer. It transformed as it walked. When it reached the door, the little black beast disappeared and the graceful and beautiful woman stood barefoot.
This person is Jiang Tang.
The wall of the Hall of Supreme Harmony was much shorter than the wall of the Imperial City. Jiang Tang climbed in with one hand.
The entire Hall of Supreme Harmony was filled with soft lawns. When Jiang Tang landed, he also took a bite of the grass. Well, it was much more delicious than the grass in the Cold Palace.
"Staying out all night, just chewing on my lawn as soon as you come back?"
The man's deep and magnetic voice came from above his head. Jiang Tang's body trembled. He swallowed the grass in his mouth in embarrassment, then raised his little face and smiled brightly.
"Your Majesty, are you here so early?"
Song Chaoye looked at Jiang Tang with lowered eyes. His already slender and tall body looked even more upright. Jiang Tang could see that the man's bright yellow clothes were embroidered with a tumbling golden dragon.
There are also two East China Sea dragon beads embroidered on the golden boots.
Jiang Tang swallowed, stood up and patted the hem of his skirt. Song Chaoye's handsome face was a little serious. Jiang Tang coughed and then took out a long black thorn from his back.
"Here you go."
"What is this?"
"My bones."
Song Chaoye frowned, took the bone spur hesitantly, and put it in front of him to examine it.
The man's hand bones are slender and beautiful, the fingers are very white, light cyan blood vessels can be faintly seen on the back of the hand, the clean nails are pink-white, and the dark black bone spurs have a primitive atmosphere, which makes the man's cold white skin almost look like snow.
Jiang Tang was a little envious. Although his claws were white and tender, they were not as long and fair as his.
"Are these your bones?"
Jiang Tang nodded.
"It's just this one, use it sparingly."
"Yeah."
The man held the bone and carried it behind his back, standing in front of Jiang Tang, and using his height advantage, he stared at her condescendingly.
"Where were you last night?"
Song Chaoye's voice was low, like ancient music ringing a bell, with the majesty and maturity of a superior, and his tone of voice had a hint of interrogation.
Jiang Tang was nagging in his heart.
When I turn into a prototype, I will make you, the dog emperor, round and play as a ball.
(End of chapter)